We were quite busy yesterday to say the least.
It started at 8:30am for Gaga's 6 month check up including measurements, questions for the doctor and lastly the shots. Gaga did so well with her shots that by the time I was placing my hands underneath her armpits to raise her up off the table, she had finished crying. What a trooper! They did have a few lasting affects on her though. She was cranky and fussy all day today and both legs have a big knot at the injection site and are red and swollen about the size of a half dollar. Poor baby. :( I guess it could have been worse...one shot she received was a new 3-in-1 shot. It could have been two more pokes a few months ago!
Right after the doctor we rushed over to take Junior to a "trial" baseball class. One of my
good friends told me about this class (her boys are actually in the soccer class) when I voiced concerns that there might not be anything for Junior to do this summer since all I could find were athletic activities for 3 year olds. This baseball class actually starts with 2 year olds. I was excited at the opportunity to put Junior in an activity that would most certainly please his baseball fanatic Daddy (played up through high school and was an undefeated pitcher his senior year). Not only would we get him started early, but it would be great exercise and maybe work a little on his social skills.
We were there like I said for a free "trial"...no obligation, because believe me, I was worried he would not go through it without having a melt down from being so shy. The "coach" (it's just a class where they teach skills, they are not on a team) introduced himself and told us, as parents we would be involved the whole time. That sure calmed a lot of my fears, but then also made me wonder what I would do with Gaga while I was participating with Junior for 45 minutes. No worries, I was able to leave her in the stroller and wheel her up next to the nets enclosing the area where class took place.
There were two other boys in the class with Junior which made it really nice to have such intimate attention. We started out with stretches that none of the boys felt like doing even while being coerced by their parents. I finally did get Junior to reach his arms up into the air and go down to touch his toes. At this point warm up was over and we were on to a little running. The coach had the boys start at home plate and run to each base and back again to home plate. The first one took off and ran straight to the back wall, not touching a single plate. The next two boys followed and we had to corral them back to try again. It was funny to watch them have no idea what to do! Take two and all of a sudden Junior has a melt down. He runs in between my legs and will not let go or stop crying. This is exactly why I was loving this free trial. After about a minute, that seemed like ten, Junior was calm and we were on to the next drill. We had a few ball handling drills, interspersed with running drills and then on to hitting the balls off the tee. But before I mention this, we had one more incident that almost had us heading for the door. We were rolling hula hoops back and forth and the boys would chase after them (another running drill). One hula hoop slightly brushed up against Junior and it was the end of the world. Same as before he came running to me crying hysterically and would not let go of my legs. I'm sure a little bit of this had to be from embarrassment because like I said he was slightly bumped by this plastic circle. Another minute passed and we were okay again. So onto batting, each boy was showed the proper stance and swinging technique and then left to practice hitting into the net. Junior had excellent form and hit fairly well thanks to Daddy who has been working with him. The coach mentioned that we have a little athlete on our hands! I'm sure he says that to all the parents. Lastly we did what the coach called "home run derby". Each boy took a turn coming up to bat, getting a good hit and then running all the bases for a home run! Overall it was a good class and I can confidently say that I think Junior will do fine and we have already permanently signed him up for the 8-week class. More stories of those to come! Oh and a few pictures of course from yesterday.
Sitting in the "dugout" (The boy to the right of Junior was the coach's son...not another classmate. He was there to help.)
Listening to hitting instructions from Coach J
Tap, tap, tap
Most important part...getting stamps at the end of class
Showing me his stamps
